"ADAMS, IMOGENE...RAVENCLAW"
Cavanaugh pokes Al in the ribs. He rubbed the injury and gave her a questioning look.
"You were zoning out again, you can't fall asleep during the sorting." She whispered loudly at him, looking rather cross.
"CASTILLO, JOSHUA...SLYTHERIN"
"Well it's boring Cav, I mean who care how many 1st years are going to be lounging around our Common room and oogling the great Harry Potter's Slytherin Son." Clearly bored out of his mind, Cavanaugh just made a face that said I-don't-give-any-of-the-fucks-grow-up
On the other side of him Angus' stomach growled loud enough for everyone in their general vicinity to hear.
"PATEL, POPPY… GRYFFINDOR"
"Geez. When's the food coming, I feel like the sorting gets longer every year." Angus dropped his head into his hands, looking pitiful.
Cavanaugh rolled her eyes.
"You two are such drama queens."
It was only the three of them in Slytherin, Frankie and Rose were in Gryffindor and Jubal was a Hufflepuff. Hogwarts was all about inter house harmony and friendships and the only time they were required to sit at their house tables was the sorting. Albus thought it was bullshit, I mean he gets it, but like still every other day of the year his other three friends would be across from them at the back end of the Slytherin table.
"WALSH, FAYE...HUFFLEPUFF."
That was the last first year to get sorted, a nervous looking girl with thin wispy blonde hair. Headmistress McGonagall stood up and gave the welcome back speech, reminding of etiquette, enforcing general values, etc etc. At this point Al and his friends had heard the same speech 5 times already and honestly it probably hadn't changed since his parents were at school.
Finally the food appeared on the table. Platters of shepherds pies and potatoes, treacle tart and pumpkin juice. Al glanced down at the first years at the end of the table timidly taking food of the various platters. He grabbed a giant scoop of mashed potatoes and some meat pie, everyone around him was doing the same.
Angus shoveled food into his mouth, "Merlin. I feel like I was on the brink of starvation." He mumbled through bites.
"Didn't your mom teach You table manners." Cavanaugh rolled her eyes and flicked her blonde hair out of her eyes as she sipped on her pumpkin juice.
"I'm a growing boy Cav I need my nutrition." He grumbled.
Al laughed as he dug in.
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A couple people down Scorpius sat eating his food, squinting down at a piece of paper where he was scribbling details to get quidditch tryouts under way as soon as possible.
Lila leaned over his shoulder, "Jeez Scorp we haven't even been back at school for a full day and you are already working." She smothered some butter on bread and took a bite.
"Yeah but I'm gonna meet with Bryers tomorrow and try and get tryouts done by the end of the week." He didn't even look up at her as he fumbled his hand around to find his pumpkin juice filled goblet.
"Glad I'm not on the team, your gonna work them to death AND you are getting a jump start on it this year."
He looked up and smirked, "you're just salty because you are terrible on a broom."
Her eyes went cold and she punched him in the shoulder, he rubbed it, that would definitely leave a bruise.
"..yeah and you are way too invested in sport." She flipped back.
"Well I just wanna beat bloody James Potter this year, he deserves a ego check." He glared over at the Gryffindor table. And smiled back at Lila.
Possible line up??
Chasers -
Luke Feeney
Maggie Cornwall
Someone new…. maybe that second year with the glasses??
Beaters-
Angus Cregg
Albus Potter
Keeper -
Cavanaugh Delbridge
Seeker - Me obviously (Scorpius Malfoy)
Tryout for one open Chaser
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As everyone made their way to the first classes of the day, Al accompanied by Jubal and Frankie were standing at the top of a moving staircase.
"Merlin's fuck tards." Jubal mumbles to himself flipping his schedule over. His hufflepuff tie tied in a literal knot around his neck. "You'd think getting to class would get easier the more we do it."
Al clapped him on the back, "it's just our luck mate."
Frankie butted in, "Yeah we've had a whole summer to forget." He made a cheeky smirk as the stair case settled to its location.
They stepped on to the landing looking around for a landmark. Seeing a familiar suit of armor they headed towards their first Potions class of the year. Everyone began to shuffle in, since it was a NEWT level class they weren't in classes by house anymore.
Professor Van Leiden set her books down at the front desk, skimming over her first class of the year.
"CLASS! Take a seat." Her shrill voice carried over the classroom. The students shuffled to the stations.
Frankie and Jubal partnered giving a sympathetic look towards Al, he didn't mind too much. Al enjoyed potions it was one of his best subjects and although he loved his best mates he didn't feel like doing all the work for the entire year. He looked around for an open station.
Scorpius was running late, he had overslept, missed his coffee at breakfast and in an in caffeinated haze walked out to the Care of Magical Creatures classroom rather than Potions. Once realizing his mistake he rushed through the halls, making it to Potions about 5 minutes pass the beginning of class.
"Sorry miss...there were these first years and they didn't know where they were going so I.. and breakfast.." normally composed he was panting heavily with his book bag falling down his arm.
"So nice of you to join us Mr.Malfoy, why don't you take the last open spot oh and 5 points from Slytherin." She motioned towards a station with only one other person at it. He started to make his way over when a Jubal snickered and said rather loudly, "Good way to start the year Slytherin, in the negative."
Professor Van Leidens head snapped in Jubals direction. "Mr.Voss, fix your tie and 5 points from Hufflepuff for dress code violation." He sunk into his chair.
Scorpius got the the station, it was off to the side a ways near a large bookcase. His lab partner turned around, it was Al Potter, Ok, he was good at Potions this would be fine.
Scorpius and Al didn't have a bad relationship, they also didn't have a good relationship, they more or less had no relationship. They had been dorm mates for the past 5 years, and played quidditch together, and they were always polite to each other they just never made an effort. It wasn't like some Pureblood family conspiracy or anything.
Al looked up, raising his hand to say hello. Scorpius sat down and nodded towards the other boy accepting the introduction.
The rest of that first Potions class went by uneventfully. They got their syllabus, a two foot research scroll due next class to help with the first actual brewing and the safety guidelines.
Things like, don't stick your hand in a boiling cauldron, don't drink mysterious liquid, etc. common sense for anyone, at least that was what Al thought. Then he remembered last year when Jubal stuck his hand into a half brewed batch of Felix Felicis to see if it was warm yet. He outwardly cringed remembering the glove he had to wear all day from the hospital wing.